The quarterback is Colin Kaepernick, who, not having murdered anybody, seems to be doing comparatively well, NFL-wise. His mother is "annoyed." The body scribblings are Bible verses (we're told). Across the chest it says "Against All Odds." Is that in the Bible? I don't know. Ask the Pope (if he's through clowning around). I've heard of the book of Philipians, so maybe there's a Philcollinsians.

Hillary and Rahm are swirling around Susan Rice. The story is Hillary prefers Kerry as her successor. Fine, but I can't see the Pope+Clown → Tattoo'd Quarterback transition. I hate to think there's no connection, that these are simply the stories that belonged at the top of their respective columns. Drudge means so much more. Tell me what the meaning is.

Here's the story about the Pope meeting 1000s of circus performers at the Vatican:

Benedict, a known cat lover, paid particular attention to a pair of lion cubs that were brought up to him, stroking them and chatting with their trainers. At one point Benedict even bent down to caress one — not an easy feat given the 85-year-old pope has trouble with his knees and occasionally uses a cane.

I just don't get tattoos (there's that word again!) Permanent changes to my body, a scar, a chipped tooth, have always bothered me a lot. Why would anyone do that to himself intentionally? Do they have any idea of what they'll look like when they're seventy?

I always think of Michael J. Pollard's character in Bonnie and Clyde, C.W. Moss. After robbing many banks and killing many people the gang retires to C.W.'s father's farm. Dad proceeds to beat the crap out of him, not for larceny and murder, but for getting a tattoo.

Such a beautiful letter from St. Paul. My favorite verse might be 4:6, which is Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God.

Maybe I'm just in a bad mood today, but I don't find Christians being devoured by lions very funny, so it kind of spoils the mood created by the clowns (there are clowns in ALL the Drudge pictures).

And martyrdom isn't something that happened 2 millennia ago and not since. Various groups have been martyred over the centuries. Focusing for the moment only on today and only on Christians, they are being persecuted and from time to time martyred all over the world, particularly in Muslim and Communist countries. When I hear it said that the United States is a "Christian country" I know it's not true, because if we were we'd give a sh*t.

There is a Biblical injunction against scaring one's self as a form of mourning, because pagans did it. Some people have taken this to mean that you should not get tattoos. I don't really care about that, but I think tattoos are tacky.

But then I love, love, LOVE Susanna Hoffs! (I have pretty much her entire catalog on my iPod.) This was a hidden track at the end of her self-titled solo album from 1991, along with a cover of "To Sir With Love."

It appears his "Body Art" is an expression of his Christian beliefs. Admirable to a point I suppose. But as an employer, I would absolutely discriminate against ANYONE with visible tattoos. Especially an abundance of them. In my judgement it is a Fireworks display of Bad Judgement.

Furthermore, outside of some "boutique" Sports Equipment or Apparel Company, I doubt he'll get to rake in the endorsements like Archie's boy's do. Even if he wins a Super Bowl. Could you imagine the optics if Disney were to... yeah, exactly.

Popular impression suggests that Siegfried and Roy live with the animals they use in their Las Vegas shows. Images of the gorgeous animals lounging out by the pool do not reflect reality.

The actual white tigers used in Siegfried and Roy's shows are kept in cages. They go through many tigers to acquire the few who are willing to do the stunts. Tigers (and all large cats) get bored doing the same thing over and over, and eventually they go nuts. Many are put down.

The thing about English muffins is they're yeast bread that is fried. I think. That would certainly be easy enough to do. The fastest of all yeast breads, in fact. Baked on a hot griddle. Like a tortilla, except with yeast. Probably covered. Bread-wise, sort of a cop out. So there you go.

The Hollandaise sauce is like making mayonnaise except warm instead of cold, so it's cooked, a very good switch, and also butter in place of oil, a very good switch, and lemon instead of vinegar, another very good switch. So three switches from mayonnaise for improved sauce. Other than that it's exactly the same thing but ten times as rich.

And poached eggs are so simple when you understand the water doesn't have to be boiling, the eggs will cook at 145°F. And vinegar in the water will tighten the whites and prevent them from spreading. And if the whites do spread a little they're trimmed easily enough by holding them in a spoon and tracing the edge with a knife.

There's no way Kerry will ever appear before the Senate for an executive appointment. If he did his military records would become public. If they exonerated him from the Swift Boat accusations they would have become public a long time ago. He won't take the risk.

I just now had the most amazing eggs Benedict I've ever eaten. I swear, I had no idea they could be this fantastic. Satisfying in every way. A perfect balance. Egg yolk umami up to the eyeballs, and just the right lemon juice to put an edge on all that butter.

All that butter.

And four egg yolks. So perfect for a scrawny bloke like me. I've always had them is restaurants so how was I to know that English muffins are so impressive right off the pan like that? I drizzled water in there as I do with bread in ovens. That made a big difference.

You might find this interesting. Maybe not. But this one time I woke up on a week end morning in bed with my girlfriend and I started playing with her body fat. It jiggled. I was very impressed with her layer of fat. I never saw any before. I wanted some. I admired it.

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"Stop doing that."

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"Stop it I said."

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"GODDAMNIT CHIP STOP PLAYING WITH MY GODDAMN FAT!"

And I learned an important lesson that morning, that is some people are sensitive about people jiggling their body fat so best get permission first.

There was another great drudge hit a few days ago- -on the 29th, I think-- with an article about Argentina's Kirchner under a picture of her, head back, eyes closed, in front of the Harvard Kennedy School crest, as though she were giving a lecture at the school. Hm.

So the pics on the ends feature guys who affect their appearance through guises of makeup and ink.

What's the implication for the middle panel? Rice has affected her appearance using a guise of deception? Nah, I don't think so. Plus what would that mean with Hillary and Rahm in the background, seemingly orchestrating her next move, or her demise?

the quarterback is a reversed, Christ-figure representing the Anti-Christ; who does not sacrifice himself for mankind, but sacrifices mankind for himself. Read right to left to decipher drudges meaning.